At my most recent appointment, my doctor told me she would have the date of my scheduled c-section (planned for 1-2 weeks prior to my due date) in the next few weeks. She says her plan for me is to last until 38 or 39 weeks, but that obviously twins sometimes have other plans. My doctor is also going to be out of the office having and recovering from surgery for three weeks from the end of September to mid-October. That makes me nervous, because she really wants to be the one to do my surgery, since she did my c-section with Isabella and in her words, she "knows that we're dealing with in there." (I had four abdominal surgeries when I was ten, hence the reason I'm having my second scheduled c-section, and she knows where the scar tissue is and isn't within my abdomen.) But obviously, I'm hoping to last as long as possible, so hopefully her surgery won't be an issue.
In the last week, I've started feeling big. Of course, I've looked pregnant for awhile, but I'm really feeling it now, whereas with my first pregnancy, I really didn't feel it until well into the 3rd trimester. I have gained 20 pounds. 20 pounds. I am 20 weeks pregnant. Total weight gained in my first pregnancy? 28. Oh well. Pass the ice cream.
I've been expericing some wicked sciatic nerve pain down my right leg, which is exacerbated each time I pick up Isabella. I had this the first time around too, but again, not until much later on.
I have so much to research, plan, and buy in the next few months. I haven't made any decisions. I haven't bought a thing, although a wonderful friend gave me her son's bassinet. When the receptionist at my doctor's office handed me an envelope of paperwork to fill out and mail in to the hospital at my appointment last week, I promptly broke out in a cold sweat and stuffed it in my purse, unopened. I know I have plenty of time, but the combination of the babies potentially arriving early and my Type A personality have made a mild panic set in.
My mom was here for an extended visit and last week we did do a little baby browsing. I saw coordinating crib bedding sets for the twins' nursery that I really love. I like this for the girl and this for the boy. I've also begun the arduous search for a double stroller with a toddler seat (or ability to accommodate a toddler seat). My limited research has turned up these two as the top contenders. A stroller is hugely important to me this time around where it wasn't really before because it's the key to my mobility. No stroller means no escape from the house. And while the twins will (hopefully) be born in November and it will be cold here, I desperately need to be able to take walks and not be trapped inside. Trapped Kristi = potential PPD=bad. Very, very bad.
Now, please tell me if I'm crazy. Most of my relatives seem to think that it's odd that I want the twins' nursery completely set up prior to their birth. They seem to think that since the babies will be sleeping in bassinets in my bedroom for the first few months of their lives (as Isabella did to make middle-of-the-night nursing easier) there is no need to even have cribs bought, much less the room painted before they get here. Strangely enough, no one thought it odd when I wanted Isabella's room done prior to her arrival, but this time around, apparently I should be content to keep the room as a guest room until the babies are four months old.
Obviously, this ain't happening. I am way too tightly wound to deal with crib assembly, changing table supplies, and furniture organization when I won't even be able to tell you which end is up in the first few months of the twins' lives. We're not in the financial position to deck out another nursery like the one we did for Isabella, but is it unreasonable to expect that the room that currently houses a double-bed, two storage tubs of Isabella's outgrown clothes, and half my husband's wardrobe in the closet is at least minimally capable of housing two infants who may or may not enjoy bassinet-sleeping?
End of gripe.
I need to make a list (perhaps I will bore you to tears and do it here) of all the things I need to accomplish in the next few months to get ready for these babies.
Because ready or not, they're coming. One of these days, I'll actually get around to realizing this fact.